A lot of big feelings going on in this basement right now, Viola thinks to herself, pressing her lips together in a tight line. Her eyes are trained on the twitching, oozing fingers hanging above them as she ducks around a cardboard box frozen in midair to come stand closer to Aris. She's not sure if she is hoping to protect him or be protected by him. Probably both.

"I don't think it's dead," she says and raises her rapier. "Watch out," she gestures to Winter and Presley before slashing at the remaining dangling appendages.